Something (is waiting)

Send us Fan MailSomethingSomething is waiting, it may be in the silence, the unbroken  grey of sky, or the calland cry of a single freedom bird, lostin the confusions,in the governmentof trees,but something is waiting, unbroken, aloneand standingin the sunlight, leaves of modernityand media fragile,  resting, wearily,on the shoulders of thisslow passing darknessof night,for somethingis herein the dawn falling in white feathers of whispers, waiting, in the trees,empty of loveemptyof light, something is waitingto be and discovered,deeperin the shadows, through the longest hours of the shortest day, behindthe pressing steel,the dying of ideasand territories, beneaththe first rainof political doubtfrom a barrenforgetfulnessof sky,something is here, eating lifefrom ourown hands,and freedomsin the darkness,waitingand waiting,for hate he buildsslowly, so slowly,unobserved,his branchesof cages,stealing hopefrom truthdigging holesfor bonesthe deaths of ideas,the sweetnessof decay,and democracy.Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]